Our demon king is coming. (formerly Mayday A Series)

My name is Vivid Eska.

The spirits call me Bibi, but basically everyone calls me Eska, and so do I.

My real name is Tristan, but I didn't know my real name until a while ago, either.

Says the name is what nails one's existence to the world, but it is also the key to information engraved in one's own soul.

I was given the pseudonym Vivid Eska because it would kill me to tell people.

I wear it with the Esta family to be honest, but I personally like it.

By the way, I am also the fruitful brother of Lady Perselis, the green witch.

But for me, she's nothing but a witch, and the thought of saying an important witch in the diocese is stronger than saying sister.

I was sent abroad until recently as part of a fact-finding mission, but I was recently called back by the Archbishop for saying that the Kingdom of Ruskia was disturbed.

"What the hell is going on!!

"Wow, young lady...... it's hard. There are demons in the Church... demons... The gates are broken, right in front of the cathedral..."

"It's the Demon Clan. ~??

The episcopal bishops of the Patriarchate were in a panic.

In the same way that the people who were guarded and peacefully bogged down by the “green curtain” called the Kingdom of Ruskia, the bishops here are not used to the same things they said.

In the first place, I would have only thought about the extent of the monsters in the picture books.

"The witch."

"Stay down in your room unchanged. When the witch is sick... what do you say..."

"Put an escort on the witch.... naturally, I'm not going to let the Demons get in there."

I dragged my long and depressing bishop's clothes towards the entrance to the cathedral of the Patriarchate.

"The Federation is finally moving..."

According to the information I was personally examining at night, the battle for the throne of the Kingdom of Ruskia has been prominent recently, and apparently there was a shadow of the Federation behind the First Prince's camp.

There's been some movement over there, which must be connected to the demonic uprising that said this.

You have known for a long time that the Demons are entering this country.

"... chip... those guys, get to work...!!

Demon kings who work for the royal palace.

What the hell is that power for?

"Archbishop, what a blur..."

"... oh, Bibi. I've been waiting a long time to see if you could get here soon."

"This damn twitch. The demons will eat you and you will die."

Near the entrance to the cathedral there is a loud roar of demons, frightened by it but bound by white magic.

It is the Archbishop who just looks at it from the inside of the junction. This archbishop is only splendid on the outside, but a dangerous grandfather who surprisingly likes these disturbances and bloody scenes. The Archbishop has been overseas for a long time, so I don't know, and I can't talk about people.

"Hey!! Amateurs get out, get out!! I'll put it all together and clean it up."

"Young lady!!

"Young lady... eh"

The bishops look at me and have some reassuring, still anxious, unclear look.

They didn't seem to keep it anymore. They broke the line and turned behind me.

The demons enter the cathedral simultaneously.

"Stop, you fucking demons!!!

When I screamed my voice absurdly, the demons stopped perfectly together and asked me this way.

From my voice, you must have felt a great wave of magic.

All you have to do is say Demons to boulders, and you're sensitive to saying so.

"They're as ugly as ever. Totally...... You've come to the holy kingdom. Don't step in with your feet!! Hey whoever's in charge, come out!!

"Who's in charge..."

The bishops seem anxious behind it.

The demons had all sorts of exotic weapons, swords and axes in their hands, but they all had ugly brown skin, and their eyes ran bloody Gyoro eyes. Bloodthirsty fangs look flickering.

This is not how the Demons were a thousand years ago.

There were more species, ecology and business as each organism, and will.

Now and always, this guy wants human blood and flesh, and he says, "That man."

Just a beast whose body is altered, manipulated, and has no shards of reason.

That's why I hate demons. That's why you kill the Demons.

They're already dead.

"Oh no... how to hear the mouth of a man who would also be a bishop... It's about questioning the character of the Patriarchate..."

"... of the First Prince's faction? You're wearing a cool cape and a mask. Hey."

One man with a mask came forward.

You must be a magician from what I've seen. Probably a federal handler.

"The bishop can kill or something. You won't have that power in the first place. … would you like me to open up the kingdom of God to you? It's no use waiting for help soldiers... there are many demons out there..."

………

The masked man had a Confederate magic gun.

I've seen that gun many times, and I'm overwhelmed with ironic laughter.

"Ha... I can't afford to do this, but what does this do? You think you can handle it if you take over the Patriarchate?

"... I know. I guess the witch will be laying low on her sickness now. You are not serious about prolonging this situation either. It's good. Let's go.

Before the man finished, he shot at me.

I dared not avoid it, and the bullet scratched my cheek. The bishops said, "Young lady!!," he said, raising his voice everywhere.

"... ho, a boulder federation demon gun. But no... the guy you're using is totally useless!!

Wipe the blood flowing from your cheeks, whisk your gizzard teeth and smile niggly.

I'm just laughing normally to me, but this seems like the devil's smile to others.

"I'll show you how to use it. Even so, by the time I figure that out, you guys are dead. Ahhh!!! Ahhhhh!!! Hihaha!!!

"... be"

The masked man was slightly frightened and tried to send some signal to the demons.

The neck of the demons is fitted with a Federation collar.

There's nothing but following them!!

"Shit... for the bishop's sake"

"Ahhh???? I am the first Bishop and always the most advanced Bishop!! What a delusion a bishop doesn't kill!! Heartfelt but good Federation dogs!!!

It forms a magic formation all at once in the universe, with waves of magic spreading in circles around it.

The butterflies and the ornaments of the bishop's clothes don't get depressing. I want to look like the usual cool bulletproof chock.

As a signal for the start of the fight, he took the square bishop's hat and threw it away.

"The Great Quadrilateral Spirit Bractata...... Fourth Commandment Summons!!

Now, there's no reason to let go of a bazooka in a godland like this, but Bractata is an excellent spirit that can be summoned to countless types of heavy firearms and weapons.

Summon him as a small gun much better than the federal one, and instantly enter the opponent's nostalgia with it in his hand.

"... be"

"It's late!!

Upper from under the chin without giving the masked man a gap in attack. The demons attacked at the same time, but threw the masked man toward the sharp claws of the demons, and flew it up onto the stepping stone.

"Ha ha."

Get in position in the air and shoot guns at once. The bullet punches through the demonic brain and kicks down a different demonic flock that falls due to time difference.

"Fuck you, you doggy bastards!!

I ordered Tarta to summon a surviving knife. Gun in one hand, knife in one hand. It enters the herd of demons as it is, picking them up one after the other. They're dying while I'm confused by my movements.

Holy godland stained with demonic blood, but I was laughing.

My weapons are not just magic or spiritual powers. Kick my enemies with my full physical abilities. That's the standard tactic.

Hunt each enemy in turn.

The magic of the Black Demon King or the White Wise Man is too exaggerated. I don't know much about the Red Witch.

An exaggerated impact like that, like do-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o

Honestly, you're not efficient.

You may get a moment of refreshment, but I prefer a close-range fight that feels right in the flesh.

'Cause that would feel more like overwhelming enemies!!

"Look Temei is the last one!!

I scratched and slashed the last one's throat.

There were 40 to 50 demons lying on the ground in just about fifteen seconds.

In a bright red pile of blood, I step back on their bodies.

I don't even care about the blood I put on from my head, whistling.

The bishops, unfamiliar with the situation they said this, are trembling and laying their eyes down without knowing what the hell happened.

"... Bibi, that's a little too much... You could have been more elegant like a bishop..."

"Huh? Dumb or damned. I wonder if there's any elegance or crap in killing."

………

The archbishop came sarcastic like that when I was wearing my crimson bishop's clothes.

I'm talking about how I just didn't bring this cathedral into battle to smash it in the first place. Appreciate it.

But then, the cathedral sounds so shocked and so loud.

……

From outside the cathedral.

Did the demons outside do something about it?

I hurried out of the cathedral to see what was happening on the Patriarchate's property.

"... what?

"Oh, brother-in-law... in that way the Demons are also in the cathedral?

There must have been a lot of demons out there, but there was no one left to catch them with the spiritual magic of the bondage of the Seventh Commandment.

Yes... by the power of that man, who is the rebirth of the White Wise Man, said to be the ancestor of white magic, the prince of the kingdom of Ruskia and the bridegroom of the witch of the Patriarchate.

He didn't seem to have killed the Demons. I'm just trying to catch him and keep him from moving. I'm forcing him to sleep on it.

Because there are places like ground decisions everywhere, I'm sure even spirits of the local attributes used to break the scaffolding of the demons.

The Cathedral also stretches the Spirit of the Wind junction.

It's a colorless guy.

He's not wearing a drop of blood himself.

"... I wish you were as smart as that. My son-in-law is a boulder..."

"Ugh, shush..."

In the first place, I don't need pity for the Demons.

Because they don't have feelings or shit.

"Hey White Sage...... What are you going to do with the Demons? Don't kill me. Are you going to keep me..."

"... no, that's right. Even I... I used to have a lot of Demons in my hands, so I can't say anything. It's just... now that Thor is here, I want him to decide what to do..."

"... to the Black Demon King?

"Yep.... the Demons are residents of his country. No matter how much time has passed...... no matter how much you've changed. I'm sure Thor thinks so too..."

………

I don't know.

There were a lot of things I didn't like, but I didn't have to go in, so when I turned to Hung, I headed toward the cathedral again.

"Um, brother-in-law... the Perselis... eh"

"So don't call me brother-in-law!!......... The witch is resting in her room. Not too noisy..."

Before I could finish my words, the White Sage rushed past beside me. As soon as you say you want to go to the witch.

"... Ha."

Hey, listen to people till the end.

Always this guy, at all.

I looked up at the night sky of the king's capital on the side.

Its empty colour, mixed with dull and cloudy red.

I hear the fierce voices of the demons.

Black Demon King, I don't know what you're gonna do, but just do something about the Demon Clan.

If you say it's yours.

Otherwise, I'll hunt you down.

Words don't make sense to the Demons of today. My people got hit by them for a long time, too.

I tongued when I saw the demons rolling in there as the white sage guy caught them.

"What... he left me!!... keep an eye on me!?

You're kidding.

I'll kill you later.